Underground Connection - Delinquent Habits

So what, ni***?

You wanna get buck, bring the rock

Cause we don’t give a m*thaf*ck

What the fuck?

I said what the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the m*thaf*ck?

Yeah, yeah

Hurricane G comin through with the Tres Delinques

For mi gente

This track with Fuentes (???)

Blowin the spot makin shit caliente

Freakin them seats like Tito Puentes beatin drums

Flippin, flowin in different tongues

Leavin all you mothaf*ckas sprung without givin up a chocho

My lyrics is enough to make you loco, maric*n

My shit is phat like chicharron

F*ckin them seats up like Rome

N****s shakin more a** than strippers

For all my b*tches and n****s

I’m sellin records like thugs selling drugs

Gettin mad love

Cause I bring it real

Shit is tight if, and I bang green for my skits (???)

(Chorus)

M*thaf*cka what?

I don’t give a fuck

You can bring the rock we can get buck

What, m*thaf*cka, what?

I don’t give a fuck

You can bring the rock we can get buck

What

I don’t give a fuck

You can bring the rock we can get buck

What, what m*thaf*cka?

I don’t give a fuck

You can bring the rock we can get buck

(Delinquent Habits)

Aiight turn down the bass start to kickin up the treble

Put the music in my earphones so I can check my levels

Tu no sabes que es la mia venta my nachos clica (??)

Es los Tres Delinquentes sin dog why la Boricua-da

I don’t be braggin, that drama’s for your mom

But this collaboration right here is da bomb

And when house comes the party starts to sway, G

Brownstyles pumpin it, bumpin PMP days

Muy chicaso

Bring a cord on and when I snort it

C*ke ought to clean your crock leave your punk a** retarded

The one to the two to the three delinquentes

Sing la Hurricane G to yo' frentes

High as a kite

Es la capitan p*nga loca

With a fifth of Bacardi and a brain full of m*ta

Representin all the clica from the southside

And any f*ckin body who got brown pride

Take us back to the avenue mi mocho pa' mi gente

Con la Hurricane G why los vatos Delinquentes

De Cubano marijuano que te deja pa' ampiado

Been down since '83, Divi es con mi hermano

I know you didn’t think I would stop makin rolas

I gots to entertain all the vatos and the cholas

So take it to the neighborhood and spread it on the calle

Que es perro negro, no le vale madre

(Chorus)

M*thaf*cka what?

I don’t give a fuck

You can bring the rock we can get buck

What, m*thaf*cka?

Bring the rock

I don’t give a fuck we can get buck

What, m*thaf*cka?

Bring the rock

I don’t give a fuck we can get buck

What, m*thaf*cka?

Bring the rock

I don’t give a fuck we can get buck

(Delinquent Habits)

The Latin season that’s the reason homeboy

For all the flava that’s on the table

The Blaxican once again suggesting quick and fabled

I’m struggling mics from mi Lunes to Domingo

Te chingo

Te digo gringos' got my back the lingo brindo

No mas o menos, simply stacks affect tracks

So set the move back

Porque ritmo pega duro like a kick to your sack

Why si me miras en los ojos recojo puro respeto

Why las palabras de mi boca empezaron enlocesos

Asi lo es homeboys, I’m puttin dantas con mi clicas

Hurricane sin dogs, Delinquents blowin out your speakers

Otra ves, ya lo ves, somos tres

Bring the rock, that’s how it is.

Cause we don’t give a fuck

(Chorus)

M*thaf*cka what?

I don’t give a fuck

You can bring the rock we can get buck

What, m*thaf*cka?

Bring the rock

I don’t give a fuck we can get buck

What, m*thaf*cka?

Bring the rock

I don’t give a fuck we can get buck

What, m*thaf*cka?

Bring the rock

I don’t give a fuck we can get buck

bitch!